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A moment later, Arya finally straightened up from her blanket-wrapped state.

His hair was messy, and there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

She has figured it out.

"I'm different from Sean, I'm a daughter." Wipe the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, "Even if Dad loses his temper, if I act like a spoiled child, he will lose his temper...

"Um...don't worry."

Unlike Sean who can only reply, refute or admit mistakes, as the youngest daughter, Aaliyah has her own "privilege".

"Besides, it's my plan to stay in the new contract. It really doesn't make sense to rely on Sean."

Thinking so, he looked back at Sean with big eyes.

He has already read the second letter.

"Brother, what's the matter with the second letter, did the magazine ask you for an appointment?"

Sean took the letter from Ling Sifeng with a slight smile: "Oh, because I didn't reply to their editor-in-chief for a long time before, they were worried about my safety, so I replied A letter of peace.

"They're happy that I'm still alive - it seems, the people who feed them disappear from time to time, and that's why they're so nervous."

After all, those who can write those stories are either explorers or people who have an affair with the mystery.

No matter how you look at it, the probability of disappearance is greater than that of ordinary people.

"They said that I don't need to worry about the new manuscript, just know that I am still alive."

Aaliyah was a little stunned—it's really a special editorial department.

However, Sean himself has a new plan.

As Ling Sifeng said, his manuscripts could have received good royalties.

When you have a few good stories and publish them as a collection of novels, you can earn a royalty...

Just need funds to operate and develop yourself, why not do it?

"What is the theme of the next horror novel?"

Sean suddenly remembered the "journey to hell" from the meat processing factory to the Franken Mansion.

"Originally, not many people know that meat processing plants are tricky. As long as I process it again, almost no one knows that it is my personal experience..."

Sean is confident that now he can write a manuscript that is enough to make Ling Sifeng fall into "crazy".

With that in mind, he was already eager to try.

"elder brother……"

"Huh?" Sean came back to his senses.

Aaliyah looked at Sean in horror: "You just looked a little scary..."

Sean blinked and realized that when he was just thinking about the theme, the aura of the **** in red was surging around him.

The red robe was automatic without wind, and the untouchable bronze crown quietly triggered the fear hidden in my heart...

Ordinary people may not be able to sense it, but the sensitive Arya was affected.

"Oh!" Sean waved his hand, "I just thought about the subject of the new manuscript, and I'm a little excited, sorry."

Knowing that it was Sean's power, Arya quickly returned to normal, her little feet dipped into her furry slippers, stood up, picked up something on the table, and hid it behind her: "Sean, guess what? What did I get?"

"What? A marriage certificate?"

"Your marriage certificate!" He knocked on Sean's head, "You can guess."

Sean's spiritual essence had already touched the ink on the certificate in Arya's hand, and he said in a guessing tone, "Could it be, from the New York City Grammar School, the teaching assistant's appointment letter?"

Arya threw herself on the sofa and complained loudly, "This way, there will be no surprises at all!"

"Haha..." Sean hugged Aaliyah, "Surprise, surprise!

"When did you apply for grammar school?"

"Two days ago." Arya sat up, her eyes sparkling - no wonder she looked so bright today, "It's boring to stay at home all the time, so I'm going to find something to do.

"I saw a job posting for a grammar school in the newspaper, so I went.

"The interview process went very smoothly, and they seemed to like me very much—there was also a female teacher who took my poetry book and asked me to sign it..."

While happy for Arya, a slight alarm sounded in Sean's heart.

As a young and famous poet, many people have heard the name Alia Dickinson...

Sean, who was overprotective, suppressed the urge to lock Arya at home and began to think rationally.

"Shaun, under the divine court, the New Testament is not a crime capital.

"The plan of the Judas ring has also entered a new chapter, and Arya is no longer needed...

"No one is watching her secretly."

Thinking like this, the disturbed feeling finally dissipated.

"As long as I get the two mysterious inheritances I asked for, even if Olivia returns to the team, I don't have to worry that my sister will be in danger."

Sean took a deep breath, took a sip of black tea, and stared at Arya with a smile, watching her vividly describe what she saw at grammar school...

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The next morning, Sean drank the rest of the cold coffee and rubbed his slightly sore eyes.

The manuscript in the typewriter is complete, a new horror short, titled "River of Redemption".

It tells the story of a person who stumbled into a secret passage under a mansion, the inhuman scene he saw, and a desperate journey with no way out...

When Sean himself was writing, he could feel the eerie chills escaping from the pores.

Thinking of the expedition of "Mr. Wuyou" still makes one's throat tighten.

"It's the best one so far." When the ink was dry, Sean put the manuscript into an envelope, "Ling Sifeng will definitely be satisfied..."

After finishing all this, Sean spent a rare half day at home and read a book leisurely for an afternoon.

After having eaten the dinner prepared by Olivia, when the clock reached eight o'clock, the doorbell of the house rang.

Somehow, Sean knew who was coming from the beat of the doorbell.

When he opened the door, he saw Moonlight, who was wearing a white suit but had already untied his bow tie, standing at the door.

Apparently, he had just finished his regular performance at the Palm Tree Restaurant.

With a smile of anticipation on his face, Miss White the guinea pig~lightnovelpub.net~ fell asleep peacefully in his pocket, seemingly used to this bumpy life.

"To be honest, Sean, I've never looked forward to a mission so much."

Sean, dressed neatly, turned back to say goodbye to the two ladies at home, and followed the moonlight downstairs.

In fact, he also had some feeling of anticipation today - not only because they are very likely to walk into that weird theater, but also, the first step of the task is to go to the tavern to have a good drink.

The cautious Sean hasn't opened himself up for a drink since becoming a scout.

When starting the car, Yueguang sighed: "If the first stop for every mission in the future is a tavern, I promise to devote myself to my career as a explorer..."

The white Benjamin convertible merged into the traffic and drove the two partners to the feast of the modern city...

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